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Tag Archives: Good Friday
A Fool’s Easter
Hush, fool, for we buried you
deeper than god. Continue reading
Posted in holy days, poetry, prayer, story
Tagged Easter 2018, Good Friday, Holy Saturday, Resurrection, The Great Vigil of Easter
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Denial
Is there any place on this earth where that damned cock won’t crow? Once, and all at once pandemonium, panic sets in, the dogs of war cry havoc, unleash every sin of omission, commission, revision, recidivism While the civilized world, … Continue reading
Posted in holy days, lectionary reflection, poetry, story
Tagged Good Friday, Holy Week, Peter's denial
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Friday
In God’s gospel truth, the day comes when nothing is to be done, except to shiver below the lowering sky, crouch within the trembling earth, wind down the body into the new-hewn tomb * * * The birds are the … Continue reading
Good Friday: his own people
At the beginning of the Gospel according to John, we read that, He was in the world, and the world came into being through him; yet the world did not know him. He came to what was his own, and … Continue reading
Posted in current events, holy days, homily, meditation, poetry, sermon
Tagged Good Friday, Jesus, John 1:10-11, sean spicer
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The penultimate last word
“It is finished.” Hurry, Jesus. Hurry to the appointment you have made to duel death. Hasten the darkening sky, that a false dawn may break early; that you may fell the great destroyer. The soldiers come with mallets and spear, we hear … Continue reading
Posted in holy days, poetry, prayer
Tagged crucifixion, Good Friday, Holy Week, It is finished, Jesus, Seven Last Words
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Seven Last Words of Christ
He was quoting the twenty-second Psalm, a prayer already centuries old. It is a cry as old as time. It is a cry that echoes all around. And yet, it perseveres, it is repeated only because at its heart, at its depth, at the height of its agony it holds out hope against hope that someone is still listening. That God will, in fact, return, to comfort us.
My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? Continue reading
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Tagged Church of the Epiphany, crucifixion, Good Friday, Joseph Haydn, Krista Solars, Lent, Peter Douglas, Seven Last Words of Christ
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Good Friday 2014
With condolences to all victims of violence and their families. Last Sunday, a short while after the Passion Gospel was ended in churches across the nation, across the world, a man took a shotgun to the parking lot of a … Continue reading
Holy Saturday and the Harrowing of Hell
This is what I wrote for my Good Friday reflection in the collection put together by the Rev. Gayle Catinella on behalf of several members of clergy in the Diocese of Ohio: O death, I will be thy plagues; O … Continue reading
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Tagged afterlife, death, family, Good Friday, grief, Harrowing of Hell, Holy Saturday, Jesus, Psalm 88
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Seven Psalms: A meditation for Good Friday
Psalm 55:13-14 If it had been an adversary who taunted me, then I could have borne it; or had it been an enemy who vaunted himself against me, then I could have hidden from him. But it was you, a … Continue reading
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Tagged abandonment, betrayal, Christ, cross, family, Good Friday, loss, Psalms, redeemed, thirst
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Good Friday
This, too, is the day that the Lord has made; shall we, then, be glad in it?